Cute poem. November 8th is my mom's birthday! It's a good day for a good poem. oh and yes you really did give me a shoe box full of toys for christmas our 9th grade year! and you got Daysha a black note pad with milky pens and then you gave everyone else little cans of shaving gel with a disposable razor. haha That was when we were in Doan's P.E. class together and you Daysha and I were inseperable. We formed TeamTractor for flad football and Jumped on Doan's back during baseball and called her a big cat during volleyball...looking back on it, we were a bit annoying I'm sure. But hey, we had fun! haha

i love this. some days just deserve bright tights and poems. and i have to tell you how much i enjoyed reading about your different homes. i had no idea you grew up partly in japan! i've said it before, but i really do think you're such a wonderful person.